Chapter 1201

However, in the time of three breath, the strong Wu Zun, who was ten feet away from Zifeng, walked against the current in time because of the white fog... Weng Xun and others tried their best to escape. Even as a Dharma protector, they were terrified and could not help themselves for a long time!

What about the powerful? In the end, it's not the existence of being slaughtered!

Damn, what kind of monster is this! Damn hancang mansion, you must ask them after you escape here!

But the next moment, Weng Xun found that under the invisible force, the space in front of him began to flow against the current, including the position of several people, and everything flowed towards the previous moment... Here, if you can escape here earlier, you will have more hope of survival. Every extra breath here, life may fall!

In the view of the people below, the time of three breaths was just a flick of the fingers. However, in the high air, amid a shrill cry, it seemed that everyone had been walking on the gate of death... The slight crisp sound of "Bo" rippled a layer of weak ripples in the space.

Consciousness returned to the body again. Without hesitation, Weng Xun wanted to tear open the sky and escape from here. What followed was a deep pain. Both sides were empty. The two arms had disappeared and were torn off alive!

"Ah!" In the hissing sound, many people around fell head to the sea below, with dim eyes and no vitality!

"Bang!" With a sound of, Xu Bozhuan stumbled out of the space, directly fell down and sat on the, covering his already empty right arm. When he raised his head and looked at the sky.

It's creepy in my heart. Nineteen strong warriors are almost the top power in the endless sea. In these three breaths, most of them were killed and injured. There are only five people who can still stand now, including Xu Bozhuan!

In the sky, a streamer is about to disappear.

The ink was sweating, and the fish scale knife that had been in his hand didn't know where it fell... In the Dantian, Yuan Li was desperately urged, his whole body trembled slightly, his lips trembled, and his face was very white. The mastermind and planning behind all this are all because of him. The Dharma guardians of the nine houses were killed by Zifeng. As the mastermind, how can his ink be spared.

Just want to escape here, then leave the endless sea and never appear again!

However, the next moment, above the space, a crack came into view, and a calm figure came out of it.

"No!" Obviously, there was no force to fight back. The ink was caught by a pair of powerful arms and was thrown onto Xingguang island... Xu Bozhuan, together with several other martial dignitaries who escaped from death, had disappeared. The practitioners who had been wandering on the island had fled one after another taking advantage of the previous chaos. Even if they were not in the territory of the emperor of martial arts, they would travel, I dare not stay on the island for even a moment... The whole island is in a mess. In less than a incense burning time, there is no one else except dozens of people in a small fishing village leaning on their bodies and sitting there with sad eyes.

With a bang, the ink rolled on the ground like a dog, "Sir, you have a large number of adults. Just spare a small life. All this was coerced by hancang mansion. It has nothing to do with me. Really, if you don't believe it, ask that group of bastards!" Pointing to a group of people in black caught by Zifeng, the ink was ferocious and prevaricated.

Standing on the solid earth of Xingguang Island, Zifeng didn't feel at all down-to-earth.

Above the pupils, the color of the dead gray slowly faded... Until the vision recovered, the whole body tightened, and huge pain surged.

The insulating body, Xiaoguang didn't tell Zifeng. When Zifeng didn't complete his success, he acted like Zifeng's previous crazy behavior, so he was overdrawing his body! Someone else might have died at this moment!

The spirit empty chain flashed, and the little gull stood in the field. When he saw the man in black, he directly raised a long sword from the ground and stabbed it hard into the man's heart... With a soft sound of "poof", accompanied by a burst of blood, a pure world was defiled and covered with a layer of gray that could not be washed away.

One sword after another, the arrogant crowd trembled all over, and even had no idea of resistance... "Enough!" Bo Xianshui covered his chest, stood up and shouted at the little gull!

Tears surged. This time, the little gull turned and jumped at the berthian water, not Zifeng's arms.

The disappointed dizziness made Zifeng retreat two steps behind him. He didn't know how to speak to a group of simple people who saved his life but were destroyed because of him.

He never liked to owe others a penny, but the small fishing village in the endless sea has become an indelible scar on Zifeng's heart in his life.

Take out a pile of roaring wooden talismans. When Zifeng tries to hand them to Pu Xuanyuan, Pu Xuanyuan waved his hand. With the help of Boyuan, he stood up and responded respectfully, "the body bones of the small fishing village are used to poverty. Just raise them. It's better for immortal master to keep them by himself."

Zifeng, like a fool, held a stack of wooden talismans and prayed to be forgiven by some people in front of him, even if it was only one person. No, even though the third aunt's face was pale and her breath was weak, she didn't take the talisman in Zifeng's hand, even one!

After learning the whole story, ye Waner came up, but she didn't know how to help Zifeng speak. She could only look at it.

After a little adjustment for a moment, Xiaohai came from a distance. "Village head, we found a boat right behind. We can go."

"You're so badly hurt, you'd better stay for one day." Shaliuhe tried to hold on.

Don't think Pu Xuanyuan waved his hand, his voice was desolate, and let the sand flow river no longer have the meaning of obstruction, "no, hurry back earlier and bury those dolls earlier. You can't watch them exposed to the sun and rain..." he said, dragging his bent body and leaning on a wooden stick, staggering towards the front.

During this period, the little gull turned his head and seemed to have something to say to Zifeng, but he was stared back by Bo Xianshui.

In the afterglow of dusk, Zifeng's figure was dragged for a long, long time.

The sea is noisy, and the quiet memory in my heart goes farther and farther... Hancang mansion will never know what they have done, and will never know.

"Young master, where are you going?" When the boat on the sea turned into a small black spot, Shaliuhe asked aloud.

The cold light in his eyes suddenly appeared, and a sad cry rang through the world. Then the blood and flesh blurred ink all over his body struggled and fell to the ground.

"I want everyone in hancang mansion to pay for their lives!" The whole world is shrouded in darkness, and there is no light!